DELILAH
The rest of the week flew by. Unfortunately, the sexy encounter with
Jacob at work had been the only highlight. The rest of my time was spent working or studying or trying to somehow study while at work.
Jacob lingered in my mind. I couldn’t go into the back at work without getting wet thinking about his hands all over me – and inside of me.
Before I knew it, Sunday had arrived, and another dinner was coming up.
I was just about at the end of my shift, wiping off the espresso machines after a particularly harsh rush. In the middle of my cleaning, I paused. A wave of nausea ran through me as intense as it was sudden.
“You alright?”
I turned to see Sean standing nearby, an expression of concern on his face as he took in the sight of me.
“I think so.”
“You looked like you we
